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Chapter 562

Since entering the Philippines, the girls have changed into Vietnamese Olympic dresses and become common tropical clothing in the Philippines. In the afternoon, they arrived at this mountain folk custom area located in the northern part of Luzon, hundreds of kilometers away from the capital, and changed into the special ethnic costumes here, and the colorful shawl-style blankets are almost striped.

You can change a lot of clothes in this way and have a few like-minded friends together. It's really not too pleasant.

But compared with the large group of men, women, young and old in ethnic costumes at the door, it was too far apart. At least the girls were all missing a hat, and the sharp-eyed Xiang Wan immediately whispered to Fang Lingying: "Neck, neck!"

What women pay attention to is completely different from that of men. Buck is watching the old man standing in front by someone, and the girls see the copper rings on the neck of the young woman in costume, one after another, stacked!

Wu Mengxi distracted his attention and whispered to Mou Chenfei beside him: "I only know that there are such a long-necked ethnic minority in Thailand. This... is fine, it's not that long, not too deformed?"

Buck only looked at the exquisite bags in the old man's hand and knew that the afternoon was not so easy to finish, but looking at the lively and grand manner, it should be just a ceremony. After banging the big gong, he didn't see anything with a spear and a short gun, so he called the guide to meet him.

Ye Mingjing was shocked: "Isn't it that I want to marry a girl with a long neck to Lao Ba?"

Her words shocked Xiang Wan, and she hurriedly carried her skirt to look at it. Naturally, the other girls did not fall behind and surrounded her.

Buck has rich experience in dealing with ethnic minorities. In Eastern Europe and Central Asia, it is usually a different ethnic group, and they are like water and fire. So when you see the other party holding his fist under his lips, you will go over it as usual and express your kindness as soon as possible. Under no circumstances should you try to challenge others' religious beliefs and national habits. This is something that will last forever.

The guide girl was also surprised and asked what happened. There was someone who could speak English: "Thank you for bringing back Morris's news and ashes to us. After many years, we all thought he could no longer return to his hometown, so we expressed our most sincere thanks here."

Buck also looked at the four ethnic minority girls standing in a row behind him with a little vigilant, not daring to agree to anything casually. It would be too funny to give him a wife later. It would be nice to give some gold and diamonds? So there was only a smile on his face, and he didn't respond and didn't say anything.

As a result, the old man reached out to help him put on a colorful shawl and put on a cylinder hat of the same color. There were two bunches of feathers on the top of the hat. The movement of reaching out to hug him was indeed full of gratitude. Buck was a little more involved and patted him lightly on the other party's back, carefully noting the same number of times.

Just when he thought that the thank-you ceremony had ended here, the old man did not let go of his hand, pointed to the distant mountain outline and whispered locally, mixed with a few English words, Buck could tell: "Do you want me to go together?"

The guide explained: "Morris is going to be buried. You are the guide of his home. If you want to help with him, if you don't mind, you want to invite you to participate..."

Bucks let out a sigh of relief. He didn't just hold his hand and pull a girl over, pointing to the girl with her neck stretched out: "Can my wife go to watch the ceremony together?" The girls smiled and wanted to make Xiang Wan highlight Xiang Wan, but the tall and long arms spread out their hands and held them all!

In the Philippines where four wives are allowed, it is not surprising that so many girls nodded repeatedly, so the four girls with copper rings on their necks came to wear Buck... gloves, shoes, chains, and canes?

Then more people came over to light up the path with flashlights and other flashes, looking at the neatly paved gravel road, and the shrubs built on both sides that were similar to those of the park gardening. Buck also felt relieved and made a careful warning gesture to Ah Nu on the edge, and took the girls to go with them. He went there in a mighty way. Even Ah Nu was just a very inconspicuous drop.

It was a bit far away, two or three kilometers away, but fortunately I didn't walk fast. These tribal people dressed up were singing and dancing while walking. The kind movements of blessings to all the girls were not like there was a big jar of boiled pot of water waiting to be steamed. So although I was a little nervous, I was more excited to participate in the customs and customs. The girls held each other and walked together without separation. They walked into the valley where fires were everywhere, which was shocked!

It can be said that the relationship between these girls has never been so close, and they almost all hugged each other!

Because of the dark and gloomy coffins hanging on the cliffs!

Is this going to hang everyone up and dry it for sausages?

Xiang Wan's first reaction was to go out, spread her hands again, and block all the girls behind her.

Maybe she is a mentality of subconsciously protecting others as a national security personnel, but in the eyes of other girls, this is too grand!

After all, these girls are also rivals who covet her husband's love. Zhou Xiaoli finally completely convinced and squeezed in front of Xiang Wan silently. Fang Lingying and Ye Mingjing hugged Xiang Wanzang in the middle. Their backs were facing behind. Ye Mingjing's voice was a little trembling: "You...you have children."

Only Mou Chenfei was not like this. She was so scared that she wanted to call her mother. Fortunately, the little sister was brave and had lived in the wilderness and wet hut. At this moment, she could still pull the eldest lady into the crowd of her sisters and look around vigilantly.

Wu Mengxi was more knowledgeable and forced to hold back his palpitations, grabbed the little girl to approach the large army, and said with a reluctant smile: "No, don't be afraid, hanging coffin is the tourist feature here..."

It's really a special feature. Ye Mingjing and Fang Lingying are a little better. The girl who plays with bones is calm: "Yes, Yu Qing also has a hanging coffin... Isn't it just a bunch of bones?"

Mou Chenfei was about to cry: "Sister Fang, stop talking!"

Buck didn't feel terrifying. He stood high and looked far away. Seeing that there were many tourists around him sitting on the periphery excitedly, he thought it was a tourism project. He was just a little curious about what his gloves and shoes represent?

He soon knew... After a singing and singing performance of the sky, even when the girls stood in the center and relaxed and smiled, the old man put a urn of ashes into the brocade bag, held it in both hands and handed it to Buck, and asked the translator to signal him to climb up and put it in the coffin!

It turns out that people here have set up coffins since they were born. When they are old, they must climb up and put them in the coffin before the dust is settled. As a guide, Buck, who sent the ashes back, is naturally the best choice for the last journey.

Buck suddenly realized the rubber-made gloves and shoes. He looked at his friends and wives, and was a show for them. He agreed with a smile.

It immediately attracted cheers from these tribe members. Is it easy to climb up the cliff? Is it scary to let you go to the cemetery in the middle of the night to open the coffin and place the ashes?

Buck actually agreed easily!

But the old man finally held a whistle-sized earthenware cylinder. Buck recognized that he was the one he saw when he opened the ashes. He was clever: "Do you want me to put it in the coffin?" It seemed that this was used as a talisman.

The old man shook his head desolately: "It's smashed and sprinkled in the coffin, and what has been with him since he was born, and the talisman of death is broken."
Chapter completed!
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